Cold
Winter calls an end to comfort
Stealing peace of mind
Reminding me of misdirection
And I'm running out of time
She's gonna break me
She's gonna break me down
She calls to wicked wind-whipped faces
wrinkling the brow
She grows the pain about the temples
Sinking into me somehow
She's gonna break me
She's gonna break me down
Winter calls an end to comfort
Stealing peace of mind
Reminding me of misdirection
And I'm running out of time
She's gonna break me
She's gonna break me down
She calls to wicked wind-whipped faces
wrinkling the brow
She grows the pain about the temples
Sinking into me somehow
She's gonna break me
She's gonna break me down
Now - she's gonna break me
She's gonna break me
Now - she's gonna break me
She's gonna break me
She's gonna break me down
She's gonna break me
She's gonna break me down
She's gonna break me
She's gonna break me...
Writer/s: Zen Bender
